The more I try to do something, like sleep, the less successful I am. What I need to learn to do is to give everything over to God and trust Him.

All my life, sleep has been a most trusted companion. I never leave home
without it. It does not matter where I am or what I am doing, I can
sleep at the drop of a hat.
For years, I have heard of people who had problems sleeping at night. I
have never been one of those people. I can sit down in a chair and in a
few winks, the snoring machine begins.
I can never understand people who could not sleep. I always thought they
were kind of joking about the whole scenario.
Then it happened to me this week.
Whatever led up to this occasion, I am not sure, but all of a sudden, I
found myself in bed at night and my eyes would not close. Every time I
closed my eyes, they snapped open almost violently.
I tossed. I turned. I did everything I could think of but nothing seemed
to help me go to sleep. This is the first time something like this has
ever happened to me. No matter what I did, I could not go to sleep.
I lay quietly staring up at the ceiling. Nothing seemed to work.
Thinking if I got up and walked around a little bit, maybe get a drink
of water, it would help me relax and I could lie down and go to sleep.
It did not help. I was just as wide-awake when I got back to my bed, as
I was when I left it.
When I got into bed, a thought struck me. Out in the kitchen were some
fresh chocolate chip cookies that the Gracious Mistress of the
Parsonage had baked that day. Of course, she gave me the usual warning
that I was not allowed to touch them. This, however, was an emergency.
What if eating one of those chocolate chip cookies made me relax enough
to fall asleep? I think the proof is in the eating.
Slowly I extricated myself from bed and my wife muttered, “You're not
getting up are you?”
“I forgot something out in the kitchen that I need to go get now.”
“Remember,” she said in somewhat of a stupor, “do not touch those
cookies.”
Thinking to myself as I shuffled off into the kitchen, “What if eating
one of those chocolate chip cookies made me fall asleep?”
I must confess that I have a curiosity streak in me. I like to explore
things and find out if something is true or not. Moreover, this
cookie-sleeping solution was intriguing me so much that I really did
not hear what she was mumbling.
Tiptoeing out into the kitchen, I turned on the light as carefully as
possible and walked over to where the cookies were. They looked so
delicious. They looked so inviting. In fact, I think one of them winked
at me.
“She won't miss one cookie,” I thought to myself. After all, there were
dozens of cookies there on the cookie sheet.
Very carefully, I lifted one from the cookie sheet and took one
luxurious sniff. Wow!
I have not smelled anything like this for a long time. Nothing quite
compares to the smell of a freshly baked chocolate chip cookie.
Before I knew it, that cookie was in my mouth and quickly melted into a
delicious sauce of warm delight and it was gone. It tasted so good. In
fact, it tasted like another one.
I am not sure how many cookies I ate that night, but they were
delicious. After this eating frenzy, I thought it was about time to
slip back into the bedroom and go to sleep. I should be ready to sleep
now.
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